Duan Yu's Biography of Cultivating Immortals

"Have you heard?"

"Leader Mei of the Wushan Clan was killed on his fiftieth birthday!"

"Who did it?"

"I heard he is Duan Shaoxia from the Emei Sect."

"No, Duan is no longer a disciple of Emei. I heard that he colluded with the Demon Cult. I guess it was the Demon Cult who massacred the Wushan Gang!"

"Fart! The Wushan Gang was massacred entirely because of Mei Shijian's own fault!"

In the restaurant, a blue-robed knight told Duan Yu that he had insulted Gang Leader Mei that day and asked Duan Yu to perform swordsmanship.

Some people couldn't help but ask: "Who told you? Could you have made it up?"

The blue-robed knight snorted: "I am the leader of the Minjiang Sword Sect. Unfortunately, I was present that day. Fortunately, I ran fast and was not affected!"

He hated Mei Shijian so much that he insisted on pretending to humiliate Duan Yu in public.

He just pretended to be dead, and even hurt all his friends.

At that time, everyone thought they could take down Duan Yu together, but unexpectedly they were all killed.

For a time, there was a lot of discussion in the restaurant.

The Wushan Clan, a mighty Sichuan Clan, was actually wiped out by one person!
The news quickly spread throughout Sichuan.

Duan Yu was forced to fight to become famous and powerful in Shu.

At this time, he had already left Sichuan and headed to Xiangyang.

There were nine of his disciples there.

I kept them free for half a year, and I don’t know what’s going on now.

Xiangyang City, Duan Mansion.

"Master! It is Master who has returned!"

Excited sounds soon sounded in the mansion.

The nine disciples circled around Duan Yu, like a group of cubs waiting for food.

They were all breathing heavily, their faces were red, they were sweating, and their hair was wet at the temples. They were obviously practicing.

After not seeing each other for half a year, they have grown a lot taller.

Duan Jun, the eldest disciple, is only 13 years old, but he is almost as tall as Duan Yu.

"Why are all of them so unruly? They don't even pay homage to Master when they see him!"

Duan Jun glared at everyone and bowed down first: "Disciple has met the master!"

As a senior brother, he is calm and sensible, like an adult.

These days, Duan Yu acts as the master of the hands, and several disciples rely on Duan Jun, the senior brother, to teach them and set the rules.

The remaining disciples came to their senses and bowed down one after another.

"No need to be polite." Duan Yu waved his sleeves, and a soft breath stopped them from kneeling down.

The nine people were amazed and looked at the master with shining eyes.

Duan Hao, the second disciple with the most lively personality, chuckled and said: "Master, what is your sleeve-flipping martial art called? Can you teach us!"

Duan Yu smiled: "This is not a special skill, it is just a small method of using internal power. As long as the internal power is deep enough, it will be easy to do it."

"By the way, how are you doing with your martial arts training? You will have to take a good test as a teacher later."

"Master, we have completed the Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation. We will form the formation for you to see later!"

"Well, let's eat first, I'm hungry!"

Several people walked through the spacious courtyard and entered the central hall.

In addition to the nine disciples, this mansion also had two servants, a couple, whom Duan Yu left to take care of them.

Duan Yu did not see them.

Asked about them, Duan Jun replied: "Master, some time ago the Divine Fist Sect"

"Uncle Li was beaten to death by them, and Aunt Li took her family back to her hometown, saying she didn't dare to go against the Shen Fist Sect."

"God's Fist Sect?"

The reason was that one day, the master of the Divine Fist Sect met the brother-in-law of the Four Hegemons and fell in love with the Duan Mansion.

So they sent people to buy and sell by force.

Uncle Li, the steward of the Duan Mansion, naturally refused. After all, his job was at stake.

After a dispute, the people from the Shenquan Sect beat Uncle Li to death and were about to take over the house by force.

The seven brothers formed the Seven Zhenwu Formation and drove back more than a dozen of the Divine Fist Sect.

For a while, the people from the Divine Fist Sect did not dare to come to the door.

But a few days ago, they came again at night.

Nine children battled wits and courage with a gang for more than half a month.

They had been used to a hard life since childhood, and finally met a good master who not only taught them martial arts, but also bought such a big house.

The nine children have already regarded Duan Mansion as their home, the harbor of their souls, and they will protect it to the death!

Except for the youngest Duan Xuan, who is only six years old, his skills are still shallow and difficult to display.

The remaining few people, after taking the Marrow Cleansing Pill, have acquired profound skills, and their internal strength has been improved, although their power needs to be improved.

In terms of courage to fight alone, the first disciple Duan Jun and the second disciple Duan Hao are the strongest.

Of the two of them, one practices the Beiming Divine Art and the other practices the Nine Yang Divine Art.

A person with sufficient internal strength.

One is energizing.

This made the Shen Fist Sect terrified.

"What a divine fist sect, but you dare to bully my disciples! Their ashes have been raised!"

After dinner, without saying a word, Duan Yu took his nine major disciples and went to ask questions in person.

The mountain gate of Shenquan Gate is not far from Xiangyang City, dozens of miles away.

"who!"

In front of the mountain gate, two strong men stood.

They are tall and majestic, all wearing long swords, and have a strong demeanor.

Both of them came from the martial arts world with swords and swords, and were not just reckless young men. Seeing the appearance of Duan Yu and others, they became a little wary.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" As he was speaking, one of the disciples of the Divine Fist Sect suddenly pointed at Duan Jun and others, and said in surprise: "It's you bastards! Did you come to our door on your own initiative?"

His voice became deep and deep, with a deep murderous intent, which was really scary.

The children opposite felt that his gaze was like a sword.

Duan Yu had a faint smile on his face: "You losers are just trying to show off your power in front of children!"

After saying that, he pointed two fingers at random.

They were separated by three feet and flew away their heavenly spirit caps.

Fight your way in until you reach the meeting hall of the Divine Fist Gate.

"If you dare to break into my divine fist, you are seeking death!"

Suddenly there was a burst of sneer, and then a yellow figure floated out and fell leisurely from the east wall.

This man was in his forties, with an ordinary appearance and a medium build, but he was very thin. He had a somewhat strange mustache on his lips.

Duan Yu narrowed his eyes. He recognized this person. He was the leader of the Divine Fist Sect and the Four Overlords.

When we were on Wudang Mountain, this guy was there.

The four hegemons slowly stepped forward, walked up to Duan Yu, looked at them, and couldn't help but sneered: "Duan Shaoxia, you're fine!"

"You know it's me, but you still dare to hurt my disciple?"

Duan Yu said slowly with a faint sneer on his lips.

"They are your disciples?!" The four tyrants were suddenly shocked and looked at the nine children behind him.

I smiled bitterly in my heart, it was true that after walking too much at night, I would eventually encounter ghosts.

Unexpectedly, when he robbed someone's house, he actually robbed this murderous star.

The fact that Duan Yu destroyed the Wushan Gang in Sichuan has already spread to the Shenquan Sect.

The four tyrants originally thought that the owner of Duan Mansion was a wealthy businessman named Duan who just met a martial arts master from a certain sect.

Therefore, he did not rush to kill those children, but deliberately waited to see who they would ask for help, and then killed the person who helped them, without leaving any further trouble.

I put a long line to catch the big fish, and sure enough I caught a big fish!
The four tyrants secretly shook their heads.

This person's martial arts is really unpredictable, and he may not be inferior to himself.

Against the enemy, the chances of winning are slim.

Wait for the opportunity to kill the enemy in one fell swoop, then kill him again!
Otherwise, the enemy will not be killed, and there will be endless troubles!

Ever since the new leader of the Shenquan Sect, Guo San, was killed by Xie Xun, the Four Hegemons have become extremely cautious when facing martial arts masters.

But as the leader of the Divine Fist Sect, he would naturally not be disrespectful to an abandoned disciple of Emei.

"Duan Shaoxia, if you retreat now, I can spare your life!"

The four tyrants' eyes were like daggers, and they were radiating cold light.

With a slight snap of his fingers, dozens of elite disciples of the Divine Fist Sect poured out of the courtyard, all holding swords in their hands and looking fiercely.

The main thing is a deterrent.

"Spare my life?"

Duan Yu's eyes gradually became fierce and he smiled coldly: "I'm here to destroy the family!"

Forced by everyone's gaze, he strode forward.

"Insanity!"

"Qiang..." The disciples of the Divine Fist Sect unsheathed dozens of long knives at the same time, suddenly raised them, and flashed them together, blocking the path in the middle.

The light of the knife flickered, the temperature suddenly dropped sharply, and the warmth of the sun seemed to be forced away by the light of the knife.

Duan Yu walked with his hands behind his back, and the fiery Nine Yang Divine Skill surged out, causing the two Divine Fist Sect disciples in front of him to fly up.

The two of them fell to the sky and fell three feet away, and fell heavily to the green brick ground. They were lying on the ground like toads, unable to get up again.

Duan Yu kept walking, and as he continued in, people kept flying up, separated from the left and right, as if the plowed field was turning to both sides.

Seeing him like this, everyone was no longer polite, and they all swung their swords to kill him with fierce murderous intent.

"A bunch of clowns!"

Duan Yu snorted coldly and slapped him with his palm.

Before the force of his palm could be reached, the strong wind created by his palm had already stirred up the corners and sleeves of everyone in the pavilion.

With a "bang", the more than twenty disciples of the Divine Fist Sect in front of them all flew into the air, like paper kites, drawing an arc in the air and hitting the surrounding courtyard.

"presumptuous!"

The four tyrants roared angrily, and with incredible speed, they struck out with a punch, which was a fatal blow.

Duan Yu smiled faintly and waved his sleeves, as if to ward off flies.

One second before he passed the Four Hegemons, he suddenly launched an attack and looked very powerful. The next second, he had already flown out backwards.

He was in the air, spurting hot blood from his mouth, and hit the east wall with a loud bang, the sound was dull, like hitting a enemy.

The four tyrants leaned against the wall and slowly slumped down, sliding down the wall like mud.

He was lying on the ground, twitching all over, and still vomiting blood in his mouth. His eyes were horrified. He raised his hand hard and pointed at Duan Yu: "You... are so strong!"

"Sect Master!"

"Master!"

Everyone in the Divine Fist Sect was stunned.

At this time, he woke up, shouted loudly, rushed over, supported the figure of the four tyrants, and said hurriedly: "Master, are you okay?"

"Did you fucking see something wrong with me?"

The fourth tyrant Guo stared, vomiting blood from his mouth, and finally managed to hold back a sentence.

After saying that, his head tilted to death.

His chest was already damp and stained red with blood.

Duan Yu stood with his hands behind his back, looking at everyone in the Divine Fist Sect as if he were looking at a swarm of ants.

Duan Jun, the eldest disciple, walked behind and asked softly: "Master, how should we deal with them?"

Duan Yu turned around, glanced at the nine disciples, and said calmly: "Kill them all!"

The nine people were shocked when they heard the word "kill them all".

When they woke up from the shock, each one gasped and took action without hesitation. (End of chapter)